The business trip had been a successful one. I acquired a new business that would earn me a fist full of money and was able to fuck and eat locals at my leisure. While I was away, the city was rampaged by a man who stole Superman's powers. Quite ingenious really. Doesn't every little boy dream of being Superman? I tipped my ad at this human,
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He continued to babble on and on about a car or boat he supposedly owned. I nodded like I was interested, my fingers walking up and down his thigh so he'd think I was interested in the paltry excuse for a manhood between his legs. As he talked, I looked around the bar. It never hurt to search for greener pastures. I'd turn and flash a heart-stopping smile at him and then he'd go off again and my eyes would roam.
I smelled her before I saw her. As soon as the scent filled my nose, the image of that dark-haired bitch swam into my vision. The memory of her getting the best of me was something I wouldn't get rid of until I ripped the smirk off her face. She walked past me in a blonde wig and stopped at the table next to mine. Playing dumb and asking about a law firm. My eyebrow raised a bit and I used my supernatural hearing to listen.
So she was after Wolfram & Hart. They'd been pretty good to me after I delivered that tiny girl to them, even if their Mr. McDonald was dead now. I leaned into the fool sitting to my left and whispered, "You work for Wolfram & Hart, right?" He nodded and gave a chuckle, "That's right, baby." I pointed to the bitch in blonde, "That girl's looking for a lawyer from your firm...maybe you could help her...I think it would be...so...hot." I punctuated my sentence with a nice crotch grab. That should grab the idiot's attention.
His eyes almost popped out of his head, but he called her over and handed her a business card.
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Bingo.
I slipped into the booth, putting him in between his date and I. "Hi, so you really work for Wolfram and Hart? I hear you guys are the best. Is the really tall building downtown yours?" I gave the girl a glance, something seemed familiar but I wasn't too interested in her. "A corner office, really? I'd love to go see it sometime."
Got the feeling he was up to taking us down there asap, can't blame the guy for thinking he's about to have a night to remember. Wouldn't be too hard to knock the both of 'em out and check their files. Wished I had time to get a hold of V so she could help me look, but the exit strategy for evil lawyer central might get hairy.
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The suit smiled down my dress and nodded, "My limo is outside waiting. Shall we ladies?" I grinned and managed an excited giggle as I flounced out of the booth and headed to the door. If I continued with this act, I'd surely make myself sick. It took a lot of effort to keep myself from opening this guy's neck from ear to ear after he palmed my ass while getting into the limo. I'd reward myself with a new pair of shoes tomorrow.
Ten minutes later and we were parked outside of Wolfram & Hart. The asshole hadn't been so handsy in the bar, but in the limo it was like he'd grown three new pair of arms. My beast wanted to bathe in his blood, but that would have to wait...for at least a while. In between getting his hands off of me, I watched the girl called Max to make her move. She'd had her share of his hands, but I doubted that would keep her from doing whatever it was she had planned.
He opened his office door and we both stepped through. I walked to the window and looked out at the view. Keeping her image in the window to my left, I waited.
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I pointed to a sculpture in the corner behind him. He turned and was about to tell me how rare and expensive it was when I caught him with a right cross to the back of his skull. "Enjoy your nap sweetie."
Turning back to the other girl I saw she was watching all this. I wasn't much for knocking her out unless I had to. "Well, that should keep his hands off us for at least a few minutes. I'm going to look in a few filing cabinets. You don't mind keeping this on the DL right?"
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She left the room and I waited a couple minutes before following her. Not having to visually follow her made tracking her much easier, especially with that distinctive scent of hers. She'd moved down the hall to my right and when I listened I could hear her not far away, rumaging through a filing cabinet.
She was in Lindsey McDonald's old office. Pretty good place to start, I thought. If anyone had secrets to hide, that man did. I let my face change back to normal and leaned against the door, watching her. There would be no use sneaking up on her, so instead I cleared my throat and said, "So little kitty, what do you think you're doing in these nice people's files? Nice wig, though...you look hot as a blonde."
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Spotted the filing cabinet in the corner and gave the handle a nice pull, popping the lock like it was nothing. "C'mon, Marie where are you?" Whispering to myself as I flipped through folders I didn't hear her footsteps as she came up behind me. Sure as hell I heard that voice though. "Sorry, its not Kitty its Ma...x." Pausing as I looked up I saw it was the were-bitch. "Well, I don't really need the wig to look hot. What are you the guard dog too?"
She was blocking the only exit. Not good. I also hadn't found anything yet. Looked like I'd have to take her down if I wanted to keep looking. "I'd love to know how you pulled off your disguise. I've actually read a lot about your kind since we met." Pulled the wig off and dropped it in the trash. Wasn't exactly fooling anyone right now.
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She stumbled slightly as I walked toward her and gave a half-hearted attempt to swing at me. I caught her arm as she fell over and hefted her across my shoulders. I patted her ass gently and said, "There's a nice holding cell downstairs with your name on it Max."
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